Contract Marriage: Love Has Finally Arrived

Chapter 1628: Chapter 1629: We’re Married, So You Handle the Money

Open your mouth, take a bite of that meatball. Feng Jinglei quickly ate a piece of fish tofu herself, savoring it with great delight. It was so warm and delicious!

"Isn’t it tasty?" Even though it was just something ordinary, perhaps knowing it was Qin Feimo’s first time trying it, she was a bit eager for his opinion and wondered if he liked it.

Since he was here to accompany her, if he didn’t enjoy it, she didn’t want him to force himself to eat just to keep her company.

She lifted her gaze and noticed the cautiousness and anticipation in his eyes.

"Yes."

She suddenly smiled, "It’s delicious, right?"

"The taste is okay, but it seems to lack nutrition." Remembering the last time she fainted from anemia, he naturally hoped she would eat more nutritious food.

His tone was neither cold nor warm, but meeting his deep black eyes, Feng Jinglei felt his care.

"I’m just a little craving." Looking at him, she spoke carefully, as if afraid this precious sweet time would dissipate due to a careless move on her part.

He smiled softly, "Then eat a bit more."

She smiled, seeming reassured to eat!

The dinner concluded with a satisfying meal of oden, and looking at the empty pot, Feng Jinglei had eaten the most.

Perhaps because he always ate slowly, it seemed to her that he ate very little, and she couldn’t help but ask, "Are you full?"

"Yes." He turned his head and called the waiter, "Check, please."

"A total of 98 yuan!"

Taking a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet, he handed it to the owner and then led Feng Jinglei away.

Feng Jinglei was a bit stunned, seeing the owner looking down for change in her bag, even though it was only two yuan!

"Um..."

"Two yuan, even if I wanted it, I wouldn’t know how to use it." In his world, not to mention two yuan, even twenty yuan seemed trivial.

He was used to solving everything with a card, so besides hundred-yuan notes and foreign currencies like euros and dollars, he rarely carried loose change in his wallet.

Two yuan, to the former Feng Jinglei, indeed wasn’t much, but to her now, it could buy a meat bun!

"Hey, sir, your change!"

The owner pulled out two coins from her bag, and when she looked up, she saw the two already at the tent’s entrance, so she hurriedly ran up with the coins.

Qin Feimo had no intention of stopping, not because he wanted to act cool with the two yuan, but because the coins were indeed useless to him and they just took up space in his wallet.

But Feng Jinglei stopped him, took the two coins from the owner’s hand, and said, "Thank you."

Qin Feimo, puzzled, slightly frowned, "After we marry, you handle the money."

He said it lightly, yet it left Feng Jinglei momentarily stunned.

Soon, a warm feeling swept through her heart as she stared dazedly at his handsome profile.

He turned his head, meeting her dark eyes, and softly said, "Aren’t you short on money?"

So this is his character, clearly intending to reassure her about marrying him, yet choosing such a reason to cover it up.

She didn’t expose him, and smiled slightly, "I do need money, but I’ll manage with what I have, so it’s not too bad."

"Really?" He glanced at her, "You seemed quite reluctant to part with those two yuan."

She pursed her lips in a smile, not arguing, and pulled him towards the alley’s exit.

He slightly frowned, sensing she had some place to go, and worried she might run too fast and bump into the bustling crowd, so he could only hold her hand tightly.